My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 5 Family Stew System

"Miss Zhao is so courageous."

Yan Conling's praise was sincere, but the sword in his hand stabbed out without mercy.

"Miss Yan!"

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were filled with tears and she rushed forward to stop her, "Miss Yan! Please don't kill my daughter!"

Someone reacted faster than her.

The originally quiet and empty gauze curtain was suddenly lifted, and a fox with khaki fur and half of its ears rushed straight towards Yan Conngling with its sharp teeth bared.

Yan Conngling took a step back unhurriedly.

Yue Lingheng, who was behind him and had been prepared for a long time, raised his sleeves, and a bright red rope flew out like a dragon, tied up the fox tightly, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Mrs. Zhao, who was helping her daughter up, looked at the half-broken ear of the fox demon, and her expression suddenly changed as she suddenly thought of something.

"It's you!"

"That hairpin...was a gift from you?!"

Yan Conling still held the sword in his hand and took two steps forward to see the newly caught monster.

The fox had a bad temper. He bared his teeth at her and rolled his eyes.

"If you can fool us around for so long, you should be able to transform by now, right?"

She squatted in front of her and stretched out her hand without fear of death.

Mrs. Zhao was still there in a daze. It took her a long time to finally understand what was going on. Her legs and feet went limp and she sat down on the ground. Miss Zhao, who was lying in her arms, changed her previous silent and weak look, pursed her lips and stared at Yan Conling nervously.

"Ms. Zhao fell off a cliff...was this fox the one who saved her?"

Yan Conling is very interested in dog blood.

Zhao Wen'er lowered her head.

"What have you gotten for all these years of kindness?"

She did not answer Yan Conngling's question, but just stared at her mother and suddenly asked, "Did my father embezzle my grandfather's wealth? Did those aunts get in the way? Or was my father forgetting me and falling off a cliff when I was five years old?"

"Wen'er..."

Mrs. Zhao touched her daughter's face with trembling lips, but was pushed away.

"If it weren't for Hua Yan, I would have died long ago!"

She hugged the fox tightly, huddled there excitedly, watching everyone warily.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

Yan Conling stretched out a hand to help her, "What are you talking about, Miss Zhao? It's the first time I met Miss Zhao. Just by looking at her face, I knew that although she was not going well at the beginning, she will definitely be rich and prosperous in the future."

Yue Lingheng twitched the corners of his mouth.

How does she know how to read faces?

On the first day she was taken back to the mountain gate, her master told her that she was too obsessed with this and was not suitable for learning this.

But it does work to fool other people.

After all, Xuanyuezi is famous for his physiognomy.

Zhao Wen'er's expression softened a little, and just as she was about to raise her head, there was a strong force in her arms.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab it, but it was still a step too late.

The khaki-haired fox transformed into a woman in yellow before landing.

A high bun with a pink flower hairpin, and long wide sleeves trailing to the ground.

The fox demon has unique slender eyebrows and charming charm, but unfortunately the scar under the corner of the eye has ruined her life.

"She is indeed a beauty."

Yan Conling half-crouched in front of her and praised her without hesitation. This is the only way to distinguish between beauty and ugliness.

The fox demon stared at her with fear hidden in his eyes.

If Yunshan is compared to a school, then the Demon Suppression Department is the priority job for the students after they graduate. Although there are other mountain sects, the Zhenyaosi and Yunshan have a close relationship for thousands of years.

People have different personalities, so the actions of the demon catchers are also different.

In addition to those who act according to the rules, there are also the Tang Monk type and the Red Boy family stew series...

Although the girl in front of her looked kind-hearted, the cold air coming from the sword was enough to show that there were definitely not a few demons who became souls under her sword.

The sword is cold, but the blood is also cold.

"It seems that you and Miss Zhao have a good relationship."

Yan Conling raised her hand, and Zhao Wen'er, who had wanted to step forward anxiously, became motionless for an instant and was frozen in place.

"You killed the men of the Zhao family to repay your kindness?"

Demons who fail to blend in with the crowd have different concepts.

Mr. Zhao treats Mrs. Zhao badly and even wants to annex her natal family. If you look at this from the eyes of a fox, you can probably understand it by taking action.

But what she can understand, others may not understand.

Mrs. Zhao finally regained her composure and looked at the fox demon with trembling lips, "I remember, I remember that I saved you from the hunters, but you killed my husband and made my family uneasy. Is this how you repay your kindness? ?”

"This hairpin was also a gift from you, right?"

The wishful hairpin was thrown to the ground and made a clear sound.

Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth and refused to look at her face, "I'll give it back to you now, I don't want it anymore!"

But in a blink of an eye, he was thrust into someone's arms again.

"I advise Madam to keep it well." Yan Conling said in a scornful tone, "This is a fox hairpin. The fox demon's heart is set in blood, and many people can't get it. Anyone who wears this hairpin will be picked up no matter where he goes. Know."

This kind of token-like thing consumes a lot of demon power. It's no wonder that this demon can easily change back to its original shape after practicing for such a long time.

"Madam, you can think about it, how many disasters have you avoided in these years?"

Mrs. Zhao was speechless.

"Okay." Yan Conngling raised his hand and tightened the demon-binding rope.

The beauty instantly transformed into a fox with khaki fur, both ears drooping down.

"Second Senior Brother, since the monster has been caught, let's follow the rules of the Monster Suppression Department."

"What, what rules?"

Mrs. Zhao became nervous, glanced at the half-dead fox on the ground, and then thought of the hairpin that had protected her for many years, she gritted her teeth and pulled off the jade plaque around her neck.

Step forward and stuff it into Yan Conngling's hand.

"Miss Yan, good girl. Although she made a mistake, the cause is all my fault. Please be accommodating..."

"This jade tablet was given to my grandfather by an immortal he met by chance when he was doing business many years ago. The immortal also said that he would meet again in fifty years. Unfortunately, my grandfather left early and was unable to keep the appointment. …”

"But the thing given by the immortal is a rare opportunity. It is hard to find at a high price!"

The girl in front of her was still smiling.

Then, with Yue Lingheng's eyes widening in a rare sight, she actually accepted the jade plaque.

"Actually, I just wanted to say that."

Yan Conling collected the things, her smile obviously sincere, "According to the rules of the Demon Suppression Department, this fox demon's crime will not lead to death." At most, he will be locked up for life.

Mrs. Zhao showed a pained expression.

Aunt Cheng, who had not yet recovered from the pain of losing her son, was so frightened by the fox demon that she shrank aside when she heard this, but she refused.

"This beast took the lives of the master and my son, so why doesn't he scratch his skin and twitch?!"

Yan Conling raised her eyelids indifferently, not bothering to prove herself, "If my aunt has any problems, you can talk to the Seventh Prince. These rules of the Demon Suppression Department have been maintained for thousands of years. Those of us who are paid monthly are just following them. Doing business."

Aunt Cheng instantly withered.

(End of this chapter)